... it was the margarita mix.
ugh, my head.
i had jamie and colene over last night to celebrate jamie's birthday. actually, i really wanted to throw him a big party, but he didn't like that idea, so i didn't. since i'm couchless, it was probably a good thing. as it was, meghan came over with some fold-out camp chairs for us to park our butts on (thank you, meg!).
we drank a lot of margaritas, ate a lot of pizza, played 'truth or dare' without the dare, took silly photos and enjoyed home-made creme brulee for dessert. it was a good, laid back birthday evening. i think jamie had a good time. at least i hope he did.
today, i hurt. i wonder how the birthday boy is feeling...
He's feeling loved and that makes him happy :)
Seriously, though, I don't get hangovers. Maybe I'm a superhero or something? You'd think I'd get drunk more often to take advantage of this ability.
It's so good to be able to read your blog Heather.